MTh: A Bespectacled Perfectionist Man
The tall man in an elegant black suit glanced at the head manager. His gold-framed spectacles glinted with cold light.
"It's been a long time, Mr. Wei." The cold voice paired with the indifferent face made the surrounding people feel more at awe.
Mr. Wei unconsciously wiped the sweat on his temples.
"Y-yes. I never expected that the President will come personally for the inspection. We are truly honored."
The tall man did not look at him anymore and walked forward.
The elite secretary followed closely.
The group entered the amusement park.
Since their group was full of elite men in suits, they naturally attracted people's eyes on the way, especially with the central man's commanding presence.
"There are plenty of people," the president shortly remarked.
"Y-yes, President. During holidays and school breaks, the amusement park is always crowded."
"I see."